Sunday, November 7, 2004 |
01:38 - MY HEAD A SPLODE
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So what the devil was that tonight on Adult Swim?
The long-awaited premiere of "Squidbillies" turned out to be (as I expected) a weird-ass joke, realized with invocations of Space Ghost, the ATHF crew, and assorted other products of a fevered imagination festering in the bloodbath that the "frank discussion" became. And then there was "Super Milk Chan", which nobody seems willing to take responsibility for, and "Tom Goes to the Mayor" next week, though somehow I'll be very surprised if anything occurs according to published plan.
Some weeks the Adult Swim guys play us like severely detuned violins; other weeks they give us stuff like "Stroker & Hoop" and make us wonder what sense of humor is actually present in this curious gang.
Oh, and did anyone notice, in the WingDings-font credits for the show they showed in the "Squidbillies" slot, in the first block of incomprehensible text there was a string of four symbols: the "No" circle-slash, a G, a lowercase omega, and a B. "No GWB".
Poor guys.
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